At five o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Qi and Xia Jianhua stepped onto the land that Xia Qi didn't like in the future, but he had stayed here for more than twenty years.
The current train station in Shanghai had been demolished before Zhang Yi's rebirth.
But now, he was still in and the number of customers was huge. Or rather, it was super huge.
In this era, although the South had the rise of the special district and stole a lot of the limelight, it was undeniable that he was still a pearl of the flower family.
Many of the elites of society were gathered here, and many people had risen here in this era.
"What a big city!"
After leaving the train station, Xia Jianhua, who was slightly cultured, said this sentence without any cultural content.
After leaving the train station, the visual impact of Shanghai was incomparable to Luzhou, which had yet to develop.
It was like two different worlds.
Luzhou was still in chaos, but Shanghai was filled with high-rise buildings and endless traffic.
Outside the train station, there were red Santana taxis. This number was not seen in Luzhou.
Of course, Xia Qi and Xia Jianhua didn't take any taxi.
This time, they came to Shanghai not just to get rich, but also to take a look at the fish and shrimp market.
As for the market, there was no need to take a taxi and run around.
In fact, Xia Jianhua and his son didn't have a specific place to go.
"Boss, give me a copy of today's Shanghai newspaper!”
Xia Jianhua said to the boss of a small shop outside the train station.
"Alright! Did his brother come to Shanghai to look for a job or to look for relatives?”
The boss smiled as he took the newspaper.
Xia Jianhua's shabby clothes and the gunny sack made the boss misunderstand. However, Xia Jianhua didn't say anything. He just nodded with a smile.
The boss didn't continue asking because he had already taken the newspaper.
These newspapers were stacked on the wooden stand in front of the shop, and they were given one each. Xia Jianhua said that he would give them one each, no matter what kind of newspaper it was.
Then, he took all of them. He even used words to lure Xia Jianhua to look at the things in his shop. Then, he quickly took out some newspapers that weren't today's newspapers from under the stall.
Xia Qi saw all of these actions clearly. He even saw that this newspaper was obviously the same as the one on the wall, but the content was different.
It was obvious that this wasn't today's newspaper. It was probably a newspaper from the previous day.
This boss was very cunning. He smiled at the beginning, but the more he smiled, the faster the knife moved.
This was the true reflection of the small vendors beside the railway station in this era.
Even though Xia Qi had noticed his actions, he didn't say anything or remind Xia Jianhua.
They needed to understand the current situation in Shanghai. Even if some of the newspapers here were from a few days ago, it would not matter. On the contrary, they might be able to obtain some useful information from them.
Therefore, he decided to let the boss take advantage of him.
It had to be said that Shanghai's newspapers were really expensive. Back in his hometown, newspapers were sold for ten cents each. It was the same in Luzhou, but Shanghai's newspapers were sold for twenty cents.
The boss charged Xia Jianhua 6.60 yuan for every thirty copies of the newspaper.
Moreover, it wasn't just the newspapers that were expensive.
Xia Qi and his son walked at least two kilometers away from the train station, but they found a few hotels that were passable. The cheapest one still cost 41 nights.
This was four times the amount of money in Luzhou, and it was equivalent to Xia Jianhua's weekly salary.
"Shanghai is indeed worthy of being called Shanghai. This level of consumption can be considered a lesson!”
Xia Jianhua checked into a room and locked the door. He put Xia Qi down and sighed with a smile.
Things were different now, and his father was no longer the father he was a month ago.
After becoming a ten-thousand-yuan household, his confidence had risen. Naturally, although he felt that the hotel was expensive for 40 yuan a night, he did not have any thoughts of complaining that he could not bear it.
Xia Qi smiled and shook his head.
40 yuan, if it was changed to the next year, it might be 10,000 yuan!”
"Haha! How could he calculate it like that? The father and son of the two of them couldn't possibly not use a single cent and be a miser until then!”
Xia Jianhua smiled. After that, he put the newspaper on the bed.
"I saw a restaurant downstairs. You can read the newspaper in the room. I'll go down and pack some food!”
"Good!"
Besides, Xia Jianhua would definitely ask Xia Qi to lock the door when he went out, so there was no need to worry that some bad guys would come in and take Xia Qi away.
Soon, Xia Jianhua went out, and Xia Qi tiptoed and locked the door.
Then, he returned to the bed and looked at the neck-high bed. Xia Qi did not choose to climb up. He pulled the newspaper down and sat on the floor to start reading.
The Labor Daily, the News Daily, the Talent Daily, the Economics Daily, the Worker Daily…(Suffering, for the sake of this, try your best to change!）
Among the various newspapers, Xia Qi picked out the economic newspaper and started reading it.
"To celebrate the official opening of the special district stock exchange yesterday!”
The first economic newspaper Xia Qi got was dated July 4th.
That boss was really ridiculous. It was already more than 20 days old, and he still stuffed it in.
However, there were still useful things.
For example, the eye-catching words below not only introduced the news of the opening of the special zone's stock market on July 3rd, which was the day Xia Qi was reborn, but also cited the situation of the Shanghai stock exchange.
From the founding of Shanghai on the 19th of December last year, to the history of the old eight-legged writers and their current achievements, everything was written in it.
It had to be said that this newspaper was very magical. After reading every word, one's eyes would turn red.
It couldn't be helped. The profits were too high.
Since December 19th last year, the stock index had risen from 96.05 points at the beginning of the market to 305 points.
The market's price had risen more than twice.
It had only been seven months, but the number had doubled.
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